"Yeah. I'll be here." Hopefully. Hearing that traveling between strange worlds is a thing, and that you don't need to be dead to do it, that is going to take a little while to properly sink in. Diego won't be around when it really hits her. That's probably for the best.

Definitely for the best.

Patch gets slowly to her feet, and tucks the little totem back into her pocket. "I feel like I should go try to find another Maeve. Quarantine sounds important." It might never work, but it's something to do, it's a distraction that's incredibly welcome, even if it's not necessarily useful. Then, because it doesn't seem like he's going to be able to actually move, she gives him another out. "Try not to get into trouble, huh?" A little quirk of just one side of her mouth, an affectionate punch on his upper arm as she walks past him, and then she's gone. He can take all the time he needs to pull himself together and move on with his day. She'll give him the privacy for that. She doesn't look back, not once.